Yes, that's right, he fell in... head first. I quickly scooped him out of the tub, he was just partly wet and more scared than anything else. We then wrapped him in a towel and counted our blessings that nothing worse happened to the little dude. Note to self: no more playing with the faucet.
Tonight after Stephen got home from work he decided to vacuum out the car... yes, this made Jack extremely happy. "What does a vacuum say?" "Vmmmmmmm...." is Jack's response.
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